The Cleaner

5th March 2017 · 4 Comments

The supervisor got into the elevator without a word, leaving Megan slack-jawed on the fifth-floor landing, the mop slowly sliding from her grasp. Surrounded by glass walls, the eyes of all the self-obsessed ants sitting at their desks in the open plan office beyond were on her, crawling all over her like even smaller, hungrier […]

Wake-up Call

26th February 2017 · 2 Comments

Cold. Unbelievable cold. So cold it burns. I lift my head from what I first think is my pillow and find myself looking at the shape of my face in the snow. A perfect mold. Of a man I do not recognize. I prop myself up on my elbows and touch my face. It’s numb, […]

The Girl on the Train Before with All the Gifts and a Dragon Tattoo

23rd February 2017 · No Comments

Whatever I write next, that’s what it’s going to be called. Regardless of whether there’s even a girl in the story. Or a human for that matter. Never minds trains, gifts or tattoos of mythical fire-breathing beasts. I have to imagine that at some stage in the publication process, a version of this exchange sometimes takes […]

It’s okay to go where man has gone before. Once you go a different way.

5th February 2017 · No Comments

I was about a quarter of the way into writing a new novel when I made a stomach-churning discovery. With the second half of The Walking Dead Season 4 beheaded and Season 1 of The Strain with a stake through its chest, I desperately needed a new TV show to get my teeth (pun not […]